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Yes, it's me.

I won't be able to come to dinner tonight.

I'm going to see a person
who's about to die.

Yes, I'm nervous.

No, I don't know.

Her family says
that she doesn't believe in God.

Thank you.

Kiss the parents.

Good evening, Father.

Come with me, please.

Good evening, ma'am.

Sorry for the delay.
I got lost.

I am Father Sebastian.

It's this way.

There he is, mom.

His name is Sebastian.

Leave me alone with him.

You're very young.

This is the first time
that you are accompanying an end of life?

Yes.

-Don't worry about it,
young man.

Everything's going to be fine.

My name is Barny, Father.

I would like
that you collect my confession.

But, uh.

Why do you need to
if you're not a Catholic?

-That's the secret
that I would like to entrust to you.

In order to be able to leave in peace.

Yes.

-This confession,
I want to do it out of loyalty

to a man I loved

more than anything in the world.

And that I never mentioned
to anyone.

At the time, I was living in Faugières,

a northern city
occupied by the Germans.

I had been hiding for a few months

a couple of Flemings
and their little boy

who didn't speak French.

We were leading a life
made of lack and silence

who pushed me every day
in greater loneliness.

And everything changed one morning.

With the death of the priest

who had been in charge for 20 years
of the parish of the city.

A death that was indifferent to me

and which yet
was going to change my life.

-It's for you.
-Thank you.

Mrs. Debruycker?

Hello. -Hello.
- Are you coming to the funeral mass?

No, I can't do that.

But there will be the whole city.

I can't do that.

That doesn't surprise me.

Adrien got out of the maquis yesterday.

He came to my house.

He stayed the whole night.

He asked me if I was okay
with the Silmans.

No.

I don't have enough to eat anymore.

I caught Dimitri

to devour a raw potato
in the kitchen.

I'm going to take hm with my daughter
in the countryside.

Wait a minute,

they make roadblocks
even on small roads.

I don't have a choice.

"Kommandantur" is one of them.

That's seven since this morning.

There are more and more of them.

"Mrs. Bouvier, an employee of the town hall,

"holds anti-German words.

"This woman was the mistress
by Lucien Delaunay,

"dangerous terrorist."

-Red Barny, I expected it.
But you, Sabine,

I was disappointed not to see you.

I warned you about that.

I didn't think you could do it.

Miss the priest's funeral?

That is pathetic.

He was a collaborator.

-Here we go again.
Collabo, collabo, collabo!

The big words!

He was having dinner with the Germans.

It doesn't mean anything.

It was to protect us

by facilitating dialogue with them.

It worked well.

Especially the arrests.

He encouraged us to give up
the ones who didn't want to leave.

Aren't you going to do it again?

Respect for the dead.

We're moving on.

She's right.

Get to work!

We're behind schedule.

Barny, update forwarding lists.

I've been asking for them for a week.

-You missed something
at the church.

I'm sure you will.

We saw his replacement.

What's he like?

He is young.

I appreciated his voice

when he sang.

He recites with a beautiful fervour.

He is hot.

He has a smile to smile about.

Marion.

Don't do it again, please.

I mean, he has a physique

nice to look at.

-From the way you used to hang out
with the previous one,

I didn't think so
that the physique mattered.

What are you implying?

Marion, not with us.

Everyone here knows that.

Noon!

Right on time.

They are impressive.

There are some new ones.

The soldiers march at a pace.

I like the big one.

-It's Hans.
-Do you know him?

A little.

-What is called the priest?

Father Morin.

What will we do with them?

These are pigs.

Now they're fighting a war.

That's a cow.

Did you see that, that's Daddy?

He's very handsome.

Is he dead?

No.

Don't worry, sweetheart.

I received a letter.
Everything is fine.

He kisses you hard.

The Germans will be leaving soon.

Is there a new priest?

-Yes.
-Is he great?

-That's what they say.
For all I care.

-You want to get rid of
of all priests.

We'd look smart,
huh, Dimitri?

Is he Jewish?

I was going to tell you about it.

We don't take Jews.

He's a child.

What is a Jew?

Here, they pay with this.

Take a good look at me, all of you.

I'll hang it at the counter.

It does not disappear
or you'll be dealing with me.

-200,000 francs,
it's starting to add up.

That's true.

Would you deliver them?

Not on your life!

You would do it.

-I don't think so.
Not for that price.

I'd have to be broke.

It would be bad luck for you.

-It's the opposite
to Father Morin's teaching.

It would upset him.

Oh, that, of course!

Which I find incredible,

is that in only 15 days,

he already has the city in his pocket.

-His Sunday preaching
was remarkable.

Oh yes, beautiful!

Morin, he doesn't judge us.

No, never.

Nothing to do with the previous one.

He lent me a book.

Oh, yeah, you too?

Yeah, from a Russian.

I have
The Memoirs of Saint Theresa.

Extraordinary!

Will you stop with Morin?

Why?

It's getting boring.

Are you jealous?

He does us good
when we go to confession.

That's true.

Even Sangredin, it made her

minus cowhide.

Oh, yeah?

I hadn't noticed.

-If you went to see him,
it would mean something to you.

Why don't you meet him

instead of debunking him?

-I'm sure you will
that he's like the others.

It turns you on
because you're short of men.

He's taking advantage of it.

Speak for yourself.

Who's the loneliest of us?

Marion, you've gone a little far.

All she had to do was not look for us.

Don't get angry.

It's my fault.

I talked about it first.

I wanted to tell you

I have received
the painting order.

Enlighten me.

Better than that!

-In nominates Patris, and Filii,
and Spiritus Sancti.

I'm listening to you.

-Religion serves
to dumb down the people.

Not exactly.

The bourgeois have made
what you're saying.

They have distorted religion.

You let them do it.

You and them, we're one.

-The Church has moved away
of the poor, it's true.

It won't last long.

The injustice of today's world

is intolerable
in the hearts of Christians.

-Even if religion
becomes pure again,

it wouldn't prove the truth.

-Of course that
it wouldn't prove the truth.

Nothing proves the truth.

It's good to have come.

How well?

I am here as an enemy.

Do you think so?

I don't think so.

A long time ago
that you didn't confess?

I've never confessed.

And I'm not doing it.

-It's not easy to recognize
His faults in the front of His neighbor.

The question does not arise.

I don't believe in God.

Are you sure about that?

Of course I do.

Don't you ever pray?

No.

Are you baptized?

I was not given a choice.

You are proud.

Yes, and you?

More than I would like to.

Do you lie sometimes?

Yes.

The last time,
it was to a German.

One of those who pass
in your church.

Does that count or not?

Father?

You've never flown before?

Yes.

What did you steal?

Food for my daughter.

You are committing

mistakes against purity?

-If I sleep
with anyone?

For example.

No.

I believe in absolute fidelity.

My husband's absence
makes it difficult.

When I miss him,

I'm making love to myself
with a piece of wood.

-Attention,
you could hurt yourself.

I'm not cozy.

It's better than a lover,
don't you think so?

Where is your husband?

Prisoner in Germany.

Since the beginning of the war.

Two years
that I have no more news.

He's a communist, like me.

Are you depriving yourself of others?

-More than the one
who was in your position before.

Do you know how he died?
-No.

Indigestion.

You have to do it in time of war.

Indeed.

I have an indiscreet question.

That's all you have.

Considering the location, it's normal.

Indeed.

So, what's the question?

How would you like to

to try to say a prayer
when you leave the confessional?

A prayer to whom?

A prayer to X.

What does it matter?

You kneel in the church,

it will do you good
a little cold on the knees,

and you invent a prayer.
To your idea.

It doesn't hurt
to stop for a moment

and to focus on
on greater than oneself.

-I am not a believer.
That would be absurd.

How do you know that the effort

is not as valuable as faith?

Try it, you'll see.

Just once.

That's true.

You use the verb well.

I had not been lied to.

Who?

My colleagues at the Post Office.

They swear by you.

I will not join the herd.

I saw what I wanted.

-I greet you.
-Hold on.

Come to the rectory.
I'll lend you a book.

Given your convictions,
I know what would interest you.

I don't think so.

Two hours.
Two hours late.

Who does she think she is?

Maybe she's sick?

She's not sick.

I met her at church.

She didn't greet me.

But I saw her.

Did something happen to her?

What do you want to happen to her?

That canteen!

I'll tell you what,
she doesn't care about work.

-No.
-She doesn't care about work and us!

-I agree,
Ms. Sangredin.

All the same, though!

So what?

Are you apologizing for the delay?

-Ton Morin,
it's a fake token.

Have you seen him?

No, but I heard it.

In his confessional.

So what?

-So nothing.
It didn't make me hot or cold.

That is not possible.

Yes, as I'm telling you.

Didn't he look different to you?

At first, it was.

But he's like the others.

He wanted me to kneel.

Barny!

Instead of getting tired
with your sarcasm,

tell me what the hell that is.

Forwarding addresses.

It's a pig's job.

It's unreadable.

This is the first time I've been told that.

Copy them completely

list by list and name by name.

It'll keep your mouth shut.

No.

Do as you're told!

He's driving you all crazy!

-Are you all right?
-I'm fine, thank you.

Anyway, well done.

She didn't go there by any means.

Oh!

I was scared.
-I didn't expect so much.

-You are?
-Mrs. Debruycker.

I confessed.

I came to the confessional.

Did you have a book for me?

Yes, of course.

Well, come in.

I don't want to disturb you.

-Enter.
We'll make it quick.

You're taking me a little short.

I didn't think I'd see you so soon.

I was thinking about
that you wouldn't come at all.

You have piqued my curiosity.

I wanted to know what it was like
what book I inspired you with.

-Do you like reading?
-A lot.

I wanted to be a teacher
of French before the war.

You'll like this one.

Saint Matthew, Saint Mark,
Saint Luke or Saint John.

Choose.

Don't read all four.

Why are you laughing?

Have you ever read them before?

-No need.
I hear about it every day

since I was a child.

-You didn't want to
to judge on the basis of evidence?

Have you read Karl Marx?

In part, yes.

His style is indigestible.

He gave me some grain to grind.

I'll read it.

But it won't do me any good
change your mind.

What do you think?

-Religion is a form of cowardice.

What do you know?

Why?

Men have invented God

to ward off their fear of death

and the nothingness behind it.

-Do you think
that I'm not afraid to die?

Probably less than others.

-You see me more courageous
than I am.

No one can predict
his last breath.

Me, no more than anyone else.

Excuse me, please.

I'm already late.

A militiaman was shot,

I have to give it to him
absolution.

-And if he's dead
during our discussion?

It is because God willed it.

I'm here first for the living.

We're not undertakers.

-Excuse me.
I don't know what happened.

-The devil made you
a paw hook.

The demon makes you laugh?

Laugh to your heart's content.

It's always that way on him.

-Which one did you choose?
-Matthew.

It's my favorite name.

-Have you finished it?
-Evidently.

You read it too quickly.

I couldn't stop.

-What do you think of that?
Go ahead.

This will surprise you,

but I thought it was very beautiful.

And very sad too.

Your poor Christ
was surely remarkable.

Even if I don't believe
in its divine essence.

Too bad.

It would make you less melancholic.

What I find most tragic is

that the word
of such a humanist being

has been so distorted from its meaning

to serve the interests of
of a single caste.

The one of the clergy

and manipulators like you.

I was also thinking...

What did you expect?

Continue.

You said, "manipulative."

Absolutely.

What disgusts me
in your Christianity,

is that He wants to submit us.

The faithful must repress
their desires to obtain

the heaven?

They must suffer in silence

and settle for what they have.

That's not untrue.

Only for those who
who believe by tradition.

Or worse, out of interest.

For all the others,

the heaven is not a reward.

It's a simple fulfillment.

It's just the emergence of the grain,

as our Lord says.

No.

Your Lord.

It is also yours.
-Not if I refuse.

-Reject that the Earth is turning,
it doesn't change anything.

That's the point.

I feel like you're talking to me
from another planet.

I didn't understand anything
when the grain rises.

Patience.

I'll be able to find the words.

-To convert?
-To make me understand.

There is only the Lord
and yourself to convert.

It's between you and Him.

I had nothing to do with it.

It's curfew time.

We have to leave.

Don't take any risks.
-Indeed.

See you next time?

Why would I come back?

You don't want to convert me.

I like to talk to you.

And determined as you are,

it's you
that will change my mind!

Come in quickly.

What the hell are you doing here?

No lipstick?

He doesn't like it.

It's almost curfew time.

I have an Ausweis (ID card).

Be careful, don't spoil it!

I'll bring some back tomorrow.

-A tearful tear.
-Danièle, come on.

And that's not all, be careful.

Look at this.

Oh, unbelievable!

-I want to feel.
-Where did you get that from?

I have an uncle in the business.

I wasn't going to say no.

How beautiful it is!

It's an extraordinary frost.

Is that true?

Barny, come on.
What are you doing?

These are her darling's gifts.

-It's limited,
but we're not going to throw it away.

And we're hungry.

Come and get stronger.

No, thank you.

Take my share, if you want.

It's real ham.

Real ham, look.

So, Barny.

Are you hiding Jews?

Who told you this lie?

What do you think?

So do I,
I filter on occasion.

I knew you were a communist,
but not crazy.

Don't say anything bad anymore
of our good father Morin.

Understand?

Cheers!

Lord,

make me an instrument
of your peace.

Where there is hatred,

that I put love into it.

Where there is offence,

that I forgive you.

Where there is discord,

that I put the union.

Where there is mistake,

that I put the truth.

Where there is sadness,

that I bring joy.

Where there is darkness,

that I put your light on.

In the name of the Father, the Son
and of the Holy Spirit, amen.

I went back to see him again.

Father Morin.

I know, he told me.

Is he asking you to come?

-All the girls
are going to visit him.

A real hive.

He speaks well.

I could listen to it for hours.

Do you know
what he thinks of you?

-Of me?
-That you're a funny girl.

Oh, yeah?

Is that all?

He also said:

"She is closer to God
than many."

That's bullshit!

What do you think of Father Morin?

I don't know.

He's a nice guy.

His confidence exasperates me.

I want to destabilize him.

I can do it.

If he's not the one who gets you.

Want to bet?

You're a really funny girl.

But you're a good girl.

You too, sweetheart.

I have a confession.

I'm listening to you.

I love another woman.

And it's mutual?

No.

She has no idea what's going on.

It's Sabine.

My colleague, you know her.

-I understand.
She's a beautiful person.

I can reassure you,

I don't want to have sex with her.

My love is pure
and selfless.

Of course.

It's normal, all men
from the city are gone.

No.

You're a man, you.

It's not the same for me.

It's separate.

And tell me,

is that as a result,

do you love your husband less?
-No.

Then good for you.

With your daughter,
you love 3 people at the same time.

One more effort

and we'll be on an equal footing.

God is love, of course?

You have understood everything.

-I don't see how
it proves Its existence.

Why do you want proof?

How else could I believe?

In short,

if you were sure
of God's existence,

would you be a believer?

Of course I do.

But God doesn't have an existence.

It is existence.

Without a past,
without a present, without a future.

It is defined as follows
in the Old Testament.

"I am

"the one who is."

It's like saying, "X equals X."

And then what?

After that, nothing.

Belief in God,

it's not a certainty,
scientific or cerebral,

as you think it is.
Belief in God,

it's simply

an obvious fact.

I'll do your portrait.

That point is you.

And this is God.

Look at this. You, the point,

you want to think about
and encompass the square.

But that's impossible.

It's so much so that it's contained
in the square.

You don't want to switch roles.

It looks like a pen, it's sinister.

And like that?

Is that all right with you, mulehead?

Close your eyes

and let your imagination run wild

push back as far as possible

the walls of the cube
of which you are the center.

Go ahead, close your eyes.

It's funny how much fun it is.

It's endless, isn't it?

Your first prayer.

Congratulations.

No, Father.

You can't fool me that easily.

They're just words.

It's been 2,000 years
that you sharpen your arguments.

No wonder you're ahead of schedule.

You're right.

We're wrong to talk like this.

Words are useless.

God, it's a revelation
different for everyone.

And uncommunicable.

Uncommunicable?

But it's atrocious!

And why is that?

How does it feel to you,
whether there is a God or not?

But it changes everything, of course.

That's what you say.

I'm tired of you at the end!

See you next time.

-Rudolf!

Come on. Here.
Pickup.

They've been here for three days.

I was afraid for Dimitri.

That's not why they came.

They're leaving tonight.

They had a lot of fun.
Like hunting

is prohibited,
the forest is full of game.

What is it?

She's beautiful, isn't she?

Who gave it to you?

The chief.

And they gave us this meat.

These are polite.

Not like the maquis

who use it without asking.

-Don't say that!
-That's the way it is.

Werner!

He laughs.

Little darling, you're here.

I wanted to say goodbye.

-No, I want to
that you stay forever.

That is not possible.

I have to go back to fighting.

It is my duty.

Is that your daughter?

I have two of them. A big one

and a smaller one.

I would have dreamed of having a daughter.

Especially as beautiful.

His father is lucky.
-She doesn't know him.

He was taken prisoner
after he was born.

Don't worry about it,

this war will end one day.

And all the soldiers
will be reunited with their families.

Finally,

those who will remain.

The Germans arrested them.

A neighbor threw them away.

It is normal

to be angry.

I would be if I were you.

Nothing revolts you?

A mass, holy water and hop!

Is that all there is to it?

Don't be simplistic.

That doesn't sound like you.

No.

Not simplistic,

unhappy.

You don't know
what it means.

Your God protects you from despair.

How do I do that?
I don't believe in anything.

When there are blanks,

is it so that
God can give you the answer?

Is that it, Father?

That's unfortunately true, Barny.

I can't do anything for your pain,

if not to share it.

I'm sorry about that.

-I don't know why
I'm bad with you.

It's not your fault.

It's your character.

That's the way it is.

Tell me the truth.

Do you ever doubt?

No.

That's what I was saying,

there's no point in discussing
since you think you're right.

Who's talking to you about reason?

Everyone finds their way to the truth.

I'm here to open windows

and make you feel inside yourself
a small draft.

Who says to you
that it's not mutual?

Hello, Father.

I'm on my way.

Here you go.

Keep everything.
I'll find more.

Thank you.

-You never regret it
not to have a normal life?

With a house, a woman

and children?

That's all I have.

Women, children,
old people, young people.

They call me "my father".
What more could you ask for?

-You never suffer
of loneliness?

-I'm going to make you
a confidence.

I'm never alone.

Are you coming to church?

I have to ring the angelus.

Your tea, mom.

Thank you, Dimitri.

Shall we continue, Father?

Yes, Barny.

Where was I at?

-When Morin
has made you smile again.

-The war had taken me away
my last friends.

And now,

only my meetings with Morin

allowed me to
to endure the isolation.

Each of our discussions

brought us closer together.

-They blew up
the German arsenal.

I enjoyed it.

I love firecrackers in the middle of the night.

The Krauts chased
the terrorists without catching them.

-They're not terrorists,
they're resistance fighters.

It's the same thing.

Thank you.

-Too bad we don't have bottle.

We would have toasted.

I wouldn't want to party.

The Germans have arrested 10 hostages.

They're going to shoot them.

That's where it leads,
the crap of the Resistance!

Who did they take?

The mayor and his wife.

The notary, the pharmacist.

The teacher and

other personalities,
I don't know which ones.

Father Morin?

Who knows?

Father Morin?

Father Morin?

I couldn't save those people.

I barely have time
to prepare the church.

Can you help me?

Of course.

When I speak in tongues,

that of men

and that of the angels,

if I miss

love,

I'm a resonant metal.

A resounding cymbal.

When I have the gift of prophecy,

the science of all mysteries,

and all the knowledge.

When I have faith

the most total,

the one who carries the mountains,

if I miss

love,

I am nothing.

The love

take patience.

The love

is a service.

He's not jealous.

He's not boasting.

He's not doing anything ugly.

He's not looking for his own interest.

He's not happy about it.

of injustice.

He excuses everything.

He believes everything.

He hopes to

everything.

He endures

everything.

The love

will never disappear.

Now,

these three remain.

Faith,

hope

and love.

But love

is the greatest!

-I don't know what happened
that night.

But my fears,

my doubts
suddenly disappeared

to give way to a calm
who was unknown to me.

I had to confess to Morin

than against all odds,

he was the one who had succeeded
to convince me.

The next day,
I waited outside the rectory.

And then there's the

the door finally opened.

See you next week.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

-Goodbye!
-Goodbye!

-Hello, Barny.
What brings you here?

I want to become a Catholic.

-You're making fun of me.
-No.

What's the matter with you?

-I want to convert,
that's all.

-What does it represent
for you, a conversion?

-Living by the precepts
of Christ.

As in
The Gospel according to Matthew.

-What precepts?
-Loving people,

to do the maximum for them.

Renounce your property.

To oneself, to one's interests.

-It's not enough for you
to be a Communist?

-No,
I also want to pray to God.

Go to Mass and

to be less proud.

I'm sure of myself.

Here you go.

I kept it for you.

Thank you.

All right.

Even if you are already baptized,

your conversion
will not happen in a day.

We're gonna have to
spend some time together.

So that I can experience your faith.

And that I make sure
of your sincerity.

-I look forward to it,
my Father.

-What will they say
your communist comrades?

It's none of their business.

What about your husband?

When he gets back from Germany?

I'll see about that later.

I don't know
if he's still alive.

-You don't want to
become a Protestant?

They are wonderful people, these people.

Are you kidding me?

No, I'm not laughing.

I say what is.

-It's impossible
to become a Protestant.

You're

my spiritual guide.

Might as well finish
what you started.

Don't you think so?

-How do you feel about it
since your decision?

A little bit

like a snail
without his shell.

-When do you want to begin?

Not right away.

My daughter will be back,
I can't leave her.

I can come to your house.

During the day, I stay in church,

but I can come by at night.

-The Germans
will let you through?

I'll say I have a dying man.

Ah.

A little lie.
-Yes.

But for a great cause.

In the meantime,

a little reading.

You have three more to go.

Thank you.

Stay with me.

-I'll have your necklace
when you're dead?

Of course.

-The granny,
she stole my bracelet!

-Tonight,
Father Morin comes to see us.

Who is it?

You'll see.

Mom, my feet hurt.

It's almost curfew time.

We have to go home.
-No.

-Come on, sweetheart.
-No.

Come on, it's getting dark.

Do you want some help?

No, thank you.

-Don't worry about it.
We'll help you with that.

-We can manage
all by themselves.

He speaks German.

-He says your daughter is light
like a bird.

Do you live far away?

Thank you, gentlemen.

Are you inviting us?

No.

-I'll pay you well.
-I'm with my daughter.

It doesn't matter.

We'll just have to put her to bed.

Give me back my bag.

I'm returning it to you.

-Mom, what do they want?
-Give me back my bag!

You know you want to.

Mom!

Mom!

Well?

Your commander will be delighted
to learn that,

the next time he comes
at the church.

Fräulein.

Are you all right?

Is Morin going to sleep here?

-No, he's staying for dinner.
-All right.

How do you like it?

-Very kind.
-Yes.

Here you go.

There you go.

With him, no more nightmares.

He's looking after you.

I'll put it here.

It is necessary to sleep.

What about my kiss?

Good night.

Good night.

See you tomorrow.

Sleep well.

Lovely, your little girl.

Given your character,
I would have imagined it more dissipated.

-Don't worry about it,
he sometimes does something stupid.

And you're correcting it?

No, never.

You're right, you're right.

It's no use at all
to beat a child,

if not to make him doubt
of human nature.

-At what age are you
wanted to be a priest?

Why are you asking me that?

-I don't know anything about your life,
it's not fair.

-When I was 12, I went in
at the minor seminary.

-So early?
How is that possible?

What does it matter?

-You were not well,
at home?

-You become a priest
to save men.

This idea can be
sent to a kid.

-When did you get
sent the idea?

One evening, in the summer.

As I was coming home from school.

Are you coming to mass tomorrow?

I can't bring myself to do it.

I'm afraid I'm a curious beast
to others.

It's normal to be intimidated.

Especially the first time.

You have to get started.

I will accompany you.

I have a question.

All right.

-How do you do
to welcome collaborators?

That's my job.

I don't have to judge them.

And I will assist them
when they are shot,

to the liberation.

It's getting closer.

The Allies are gaining ground.

Yes, I can't believe it.

Don't rejoice too quickly.

The Nazis don't let it happen.

There will be deaths.

-The rest of the candles
are in the kitchen.

Are you all right, Danièle?

I'm sorry.

-Don't tell the others.
-No.

-My Father?
-I'm looking for Mrs. Debruycker.

-He's looking for Debruycker!
-Ah, come on, Father.

Hello.
-Hello.

Please.

She's here.

Please.

Thank you.

Hello, Barny.

Hello.

You're early.

I have some news.

The Allies are 100 km away.

Beautiful!

Here, this is for you.

To read during the cuts.

Thank you, Father.

Wait, leave me.

It's not your job.

Why? Yes, of course.

But, let go. Get out of the way!

So, Father?

What is the program?

The Gospel according to St. Mark.

-Still?
-Rejoice,

there will only be one left for John

and that will be the end of the catechism.

Let's come back to a remark
that we often hear about:

"My God, my God, my God,
why did You abandon me?"

In Mark and Matthew.

Many believe that
that Christ doubts.

He was a man, he could doubt.

But maybe it was a prayer?

A prayer from the Jews of that time.

Listen.

Psalm 22.

"My God, my God, my God,

"why did You abandon me?

"Far from saving me,

"the words I roar.

"My God, the day I call,

"but you don't answer.

"At night, there is no silence for me.

"And you, the Saint who dwells in
the praise of Israel,

"in You, our fathers trusted.

"Trust and You delivered them.

"To You, they shouted

"and they escaped,
in You their trust.

"And they were not ashamed.

"Don't be far away.

"Close is anguish.

"Emergency point.

"Your many bulls surround me.

"Strong beasts of Bachan
surround me.

"Against me yawn their mouths.

"Lions lacerating and roaring.

"Like water, I flow

"and all my bones are breaking up.

"My heart is like wax.

"It melts in the middle of my viscera.

"My palate is as dry as a shard.

"And my tongue stuck to my jaw.

"You put me to bed
in the dust of death.

"Your many dogs surround me,

"a bunch of scoundrels are all around me.

"As if to shred
my hands and feet.

"I can count all my bones.

"People see me.

"Those who seek the Lord
will celebrate it.

"May your heart live"

I had a feeling
that this moment would come.

If you called God
in this way.

That's praying!

Now you will have a reference.

Look at the people
when you are spoken to.

You're gonna have to come to confession.

No, wait.

Come tonight.

Starting at 5:00 p.m.

I'll wait for you as long as it takes.

-Why do you have to confess?
-It's none of your business.

-If you tell me your nonsense,
I'll tell you mine.

What did you do wrong?

I switched your necklace

for colored pencils.

It doesn't matter.

Hello.

You wait for me there, darling.

In nomine Patris, et Filii,

and Spiritus Sancti.

Amen.

It's brave of you to come.

I'm listening to you.

Father, I can't do it.

Help me, please.

You don't need it.

Go ahead.

I have missed

I said

You said

or rather made.

What?

I don't know what it's called.

Try with your words.

I will

I tried to induce evil.

That's not fair,
I didn't see it as an evil.

-Finish your sentences,
if you don't mind.

I have tried to

I tried to train
a priest to violate his vows.

I tried to violate
the sixth commandment.

Who is it?

Thou shalt not commit adultery.

Well, there you go.

You see?

It wasn't that complicated.

For your penance,

you will study alone
the last gospel.

Is that all?

Come on.

It's not a question of
entirely through your fault.

Sometimes I go a little too far

without realizing it.

We'll never see each other again?

-For a while,
it's more reasonable.

Is that a punishment?

No.

I just think that

we really need it.

You and me both.

How long will it last?

Time to refocus

on the essentials.

You will decide that.

I'm here.

Keep your head down
that I forgive you.

Ego te absolvo

a peccatis tuis,

in nomine Patris

Isn't the priest coming to see us anymore?

He has other things to do.

That's a pity.

That's the way it is.

I, Leon, love him.

He loves you too.

He loves everyone.

When the soldiers are gone,

can I meet dad?

I hope so.

Did you see it through to the end?

It had to be.

She had no family.

Say, Barny.

Do you have any news
of Father Morin?

No, why not?

We haven't seen him in two days.

Not in the church or the rectory.
Nowhere.

I was wondering if you knew
where he was.

-That's why the angelus
no longer rings.

-He's weird lately.

Always in a bad mood.

He's always yelling at me.

I'm the opposite.

I talk to him and
he doesn't care.

His head is elsewhere.

I'm out of here.

I have an appointment.

A jealous one.
I can't hang around.

See you tomorrow, ladies.

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

It's good to have come.

I was planning on stopping by
to say hello.

Are you leaving?

-I'm going to join
a mountain village.

The bishopric sent me on a mission there.

Don't you like it here anymore?

It's not that, but

with the liberation, the population
will be divided by politics.

It'll be complicated
to manage the parish to my liking.

It will not change of habit.

Yes, it is.

From now on,

everyone will be right.

That's what winning is all about.

Not to mention the collaborators
who are going to make it through this.

I would have a hard time
to give my blessing.

While over there,

they are without a priest
for a long time.

There is no deviation.

It's almost new land.

Why leave so soon?

This is my life, Barny.

You were supposed to finish my conversion.

You'll see with my successor.

You're going to continue,
aren't you?

Yes, surely.

To be honest with you,
I don't know.

Under your influence
I thought

that God is Catholic.

-Let's call Him Catholic
if you want.

That doesn't mean
He can't be something else.

Our Lord said:

"There are many houses
in my Father's house."

The important thing is to believe in Him.

For the rest, you don't have to.

Can I help you?

No, it's all here.

There are these crates
to be mounted in the attic

while waiting to find out
where to have them shipped.

Good.

I'm going to leave.

Thank you for the time
that you have dedicated to me.

It's my job to thank you.

Why?

Let's say

for your bad temper.

You have no questions
for the last night?

-I'd have it all my life.
I prefer to keep quiet.

Yes, I do have one.

I'm listening to you.

If you were a Protestant pastor,

would you marry me?

Yes, of course.

No.

I'm seriously asking.

I need to know.

If I wasn't married

and if you weren't a priest,

would you take me for a wife?

Yes.

This time, I'm leaving.

Goodbye.

No.

We won't see each other again.

Yes, we will meet again.

If not in this world,

it'll be in the other one.

-My husband came home
a few weeks later.

He was so exhausted

that I didn't dare
to tell him this story.

And then

life came back to normal.

What about Father Morin?

Do you know what happened to him?

No.

What I can tell you is that

until today

it's only until today,

without me thinking about him.

-You didn't pursue
your conversion?

I gave up.

So as not to destroy my family.

And then there's the

to be honest,

I never knew how to do it.

if it were God

that I loved through him

or him

that I loved through God.

That's like saying "X equals X", right?

Lord,

welcome Barny,
Your beloved child.

That she discovers that through
this road alongside Father Morin,

it is Your love she was waiting for.

Our Father, who art in Heaven.

Hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done
on earth as well as in Heaven.